The knight beckoned, turned and pushed open the closed castle gates. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the humble hall, there is a round dining table, which is modeled after the historical origins of the Knights of the Round Table.

On the table were some food, half dried fish, half a basin of cold milk, and a bucket of bread that had already bottomed out.

The sunlight shines through the windows, bringing a bright atmosphere, which makes people feel lazy and want to find a place to lie down for a while.

But the person standing in the room at this time was not like this, he stood in front of the window with his chest straight, a pair of resolute eyes did not know what he was looking at, the cold armor covered his whole body, he seemed to be very melancholy, and very sad.

"Mr. Bert, someone wants to see you. The knight's high-pitched voice brought him out of his contemplation.

"Oh. Bert turned his head and nodded kindly at the guests, wanting to tell the knight to bring something over and entertain him, but glancing at the table, he found that he really had nothing to do with it.

He was embarrassed for a moment, and scratched his index finger at the place of his sideburns.

"Hmm, it looks like you're from outside?"

"Yes. Zheng Fei stared at the person in front of him, clutching the hilt of the King's Sword.

Bert understood, and was about to say something more, when he heard the sound of stumbling footsteps outside the castle, and in a few seconds, a group of knights burst in panting.

"Stand still, pay attention to your image!" the Grand Commander scolded, looking coldly at the panicked group of men.

However, the knights did not care to cater to his majesty, and nervously reported: "Mr. Bert, the warehouse is on fire, and the last bit of food we have stored is gone. ”

"What's going on?" Bert subconsciously shook his fingers, and suddenly became anxious.

"Someone was supposed to set the fire on purpose, but we couldn't catch him. After a pause, the knight gritted his teeth in embarrassment, noticing the change in Bert's expression, and asked tentatively, "Otherwise, we ......"

"Never!" Bert interrupted him decisively, standing up haughtily and resolutely: "Get out of here, let me think of a way." ”

The knights looked at each other, knowing that they could not convince him, so they had to go out one after another.

The hall fell silent again, and Bert frowned and sighed deeply.

"Can I ask what's going on?" Zheng Fei said curiously.

"Well, I'm sure you've seen it, our group of people here isn't having a good time. Bert smiled bitterly, as if laughing at himself: "Since the beginning of the war between England and Scotland, it has been like this. ”

"What does it have to do with war? You have thousands of knights, are you afraid that you won't be able to resist the enemy's attack?"

"You are wrong, no one will attack us. Bert looked back out the window, and his eyes showed deep helplessness: "If you want to blame, you can only blame us for being the descendants of the glorious and holy Knights of the Round Table." ”

Thousands of years ago, King Arthur died, and the glory of the Knights of the Round Table gradually faded in Great Britain.

They drifted away, but never disappeared because their ancestors left them a common faith and mission.

The imposer of this mission is none other than the great magician Merlin.

Merlin was undoubtedly King Arthur's right-hand man and the wisest man of his time, and he did not want to see King Arthur's followers wander the world, he hoped that chivalry would never die.

So, using his ability to foresee the future, he left a letter announcing a mission to the knights' ancestors.

"A thousand years from now, there will be a man who is the lucky one I have chosen, with the same wisdom as me, who will receive the Sword of Kings and lead you to reinvigorate the Knights of the Round Table. Now, I command you to unite and wait quietly for him to appear, and if you consider yourself a worthy knight, do so. ”

The Knights of the Round Table were a community of faith, and in their hearts, Merlin's influence was no worse than that of King Arthur, so they willingly obeyed orders, and in order to be able to come together, they traveled long distances to the Scottish Highlands, where there was no war at the time, and found a picturesque mountain retreat.

For thousands of years, the elders have always explained this mission to the younger generations, hoping that future generations will strictly abide by it and never abandon the belief in revival.

Of course, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds, and it is impossible for everyone to want to live in seclusion in the mountains all their lives, so with the passage of time, a small number of people continue to flee to the mountains and run to the north and south of the world to see the outside world.

As a result, the descendants of the Knights of the Round Table were distributed across the European continent, and some of them listened to the legends of King Arthur from their parents, maintaining their original beliefs and absolute reverence and loyalty to King Arthur.

The typical representative of this type of person is Ares.

There is another category, after hundreds of years, they have long forgotten their mission and live like ordinary people, sunrise and sunset. If you talk to them about King Arthur again, they may scratch the back of their heads and ask, "Ah, who is that?"

It can be said that the descendants of the knights who can stay are the most firm and loyal, and after so many years, they have grown from a few thousand people at the beginning to hundreds of thousands now.

The most difficult thing is food.

There is no shortage of bush in the Scottish Highlands, and certainly no shortage of prey, but they cannot live by hunting all the time, and most of the calories required by the human body need to be provided by grains.

Due to geographical reasons, the grain they grow is completely insufficient for hundreds of thousands of people to consume, and for a long time in the past, most of it was provided by the Scottish royal family.

Why did the Scottish royal family give them food? The answer is obvious, the royal family wants to use this elite army of knights for their own use, against the mighty England in the south, and the Kingdom of Ireland in the west.

During the Middle Ages, Britain was divided by four major powers, England, Scotland, Ireland and Wales, in the long history, sometimes this rise, sometimes that decline, and the discovery of the New World in the Americas before gradually unified and merged, and established the once prosperous empire on which the sun never sets......

Back to business. The Scottish royal family wanted to get the descendants of the Knights of the Round Table, but it didn't expect this group of knights to live a hard life to be so old-fashioned, and they insisted on waiting for the man with the sword of the king to appear.

For this reason, the King of Scotland sent people to search for the whereabouts of the King's Sword, and the King of England was also searching, both eager to lead this extraordinary army.

In order to appease the knights, the Scottish royal family would allocate a large amount of food to them every year as a benefit, hoping to influence them one day.

And so it went on for many years.

It was not until a few years ago that the war between Scotland and England broke out again, and the flames of war raged throughout the British Isles, and due to the lack of food and grass, the Scottish king had to order the supply of the knights' descendants to be stopped, and repeatedly asked them to join the war against the English army.

Unfortunately, the knights didn't buy him.

In a fit of rage, he forcibly banished the knights to the plain and ordered them not to set foot in the rest of Scotland.

The reason why the army was not called in to kill the knights was that they did not have this ability, and secondly, they ......

The descendants of the Knights of the Round Table, they can be driven away, but they cannot be killed!